Stranded... Lost... deprecated...
Jun could do nothing when Reach got glassed. All he could do was escape. But to where?
After a slipspace anomaly, Jun is left on his own in a completely new reality... what can he do to get back home? Or is this hi...
It's the fall of reach and Spartan A266 is one of, if not the only, human alive on the now covenant occupied planet.
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Jun's armor systems beeped in protest as the heat-warped seals shrank groaningly towards the gel layer of his tech - suit and the flesh beneath.The windless, insistent cold of low orbit leeched into the last few amps of life support... Above, less than a mile away, he could see the glitter of a mid-tether service pod. If he could reach that airless cockpit, he could reach a hardline comms booster - and a glimpse of salvation.The tower's titanium and carbon fibers shrieked as the counterweight, miles above, continued to disintegrate. Climb, he thought, one gloved hand reaching further into the void and darkness above.Below, Reach glowed a vulcan, baleful Crimson.
"damn it... Climb you bastard... AGH!"
Jun yells in suprise as a covenant battlecruiser looms not too far, and begins charging its glassing cannon. even with his augments, and his suit's capabilities. A fall from this height, would likely be fatal.
A bright neon purple light shined through the land as the covenant forces continued to glass the former colony. The shockwaves causing Jun to stumble in his climb, but he managed to get a foothold.
To make matters worse, covenant ships, phantoms, banshees, etc. also loomed around the planet in search of human survivors to... exterminate. One banshee in particular had spotted Jun during his ascent to the service pod, and began to engage. firing a volley of plasma cannon blasts at the spartan. due to his small size in comparison, combined with the distance. Jun was able to Dyno (basically a jump while climbing) up to a higher handhold to escape damage from this onslaught. However, the aircraft wasn't done, and realigned itself to aim at Jun once more. this time firing a powerful blast from the fuel rod cannon placed in it, swooping in close behind with plasma cannon shots alongside it. Jun's only choice, was to jump again, grabbing a higher ledge, and then jumping backwards, flying off of the service pod tether, and landing on one of the wing canards grabbing on it for dear life.
The banshee pilot, realizing the situation, tried to perform evasive maneuvers, spinning, rolling, etc. Jun struggled to stay attached, but knew he had to commit to this banshee in order to safely get off planet. After all, the covenant likely would have attacked the service pod even if he did manage to get it working. He finally got his leg wrapped around the canard and plunged his hand onto the carapus of the banshee, opening it up and pulling the Sangheli pilot out of it, throwing the elite to his death, and climbing in its place officially commandeering the banshee. This particular one was an Is'belox-pattern version which is capable of space travel. So, he did just that, his UNSC training had simulated the piloting of covenant vehicles such as a banshee. Jun fired up the thrusters and ascended as high as he could. It took about 20 minutes to leave Reach's atmosphere. He escaped... but what now? He has no communication to the rest of the unsc, he has no plan. He could try to reach his home planet New Harmony, and link up with UNSC contacts from there. That was likely his best shot.
many hours went by, all Jun did was fly in one aimless direction. Not even sure if he was going the right way. His mind wandered to his past. The spartan III program, linking with noble team, everything. Eventually he caught a glimpse of a covenant fleet locked in a battle with a Halcyon class battle cruiser. His position was grim, after all if he assists his allies, then likely both squads will engage on to him, he had no way to communicate who he was to his allies.
"shit... this is... probably a terrible idea."
He can't stand by, while the cruiser was a powerful craft, it'd eventually get overwhelmed by the numbers. Jun's banshee was fast enough to provide support in blindspots of the battle cruisers. so, he decided to assist after all, despite the likely outcome. He activated the Banshee thrusters, shooting into the fight as he engaged the covenant fleet. Taking down multiple targets with the plasma cannon blasters. He swerved downwards, and engaged a seraph, blasting its shields with its blasters before finishing it off with a powerful fuel rod blast. This caught the attention of his adversaries and they began to engage him as well, firing volley's of plasma at his craft.
"damn this spartan loyalty... come on then!"
He rolled the banshee in order to evade damage and fired back. destroying an enemy banshee and severely damaging a sereph. He was focusing on the tangos that the cruiser couldn't reach, trusting the prowess of the halcyon class war machine.
"just a couple more and I can attempt to board my allies. I gotta get back to the unsc... I gotta- SHIT!" A loud screech of plasma shook his craft, a bright light shined in the otherwise pitch black space, and even worse, the sound of an explosion. Jun instinctively rolled his banshee and narrowly survived. As the light died down slightly, he looked up to see a covenant cruiser from up above, and below? The halcyon class cruiser he was trying to help... well, half of one... his eyes widened as he pulled up and tried to flee. but the blast damaged his banshee severely, and he was in a terrible position. With only the one thruster, he punched it as far as he could to get away. But... a white flash shielded his vision, and when he came to... He appeared to be in a different space... He didn't have time to figure out what happened, he needed to get out of space, fast...
"Can never be easy..." He grumbled.
In a desperate attempt to land before his ship finally has it. He blasted as much of the banshee thrusters as possible, reaching into a random planet's atmosphere. He tries to pull up, but the damage is getting greater. He's lost control of the aircraft. The ship falls, and falls, the thruster coolant fails and the banshee begins to crash land into a forest. smashing apart as it bashes into the trees. The carapas ripping open and the scout falling out violently. His armor shields negated from the damage. luckily, the Biofoam in his suit began working on his injuries quickly, his helmet flew off and landed a few ways from him. as for Jun himself? Locked in place, his armor had locked up to protect him...
As he slowly fades out of consiousness. All he could think about... was Reach.
